Luyện nghe bài hát Los 4 raptasticos (english)

I stand Bazzel, Nayck and Cloud,
I'm Porta and they know me from my show.
Overflow flow, my brat, okay what?
What do you that you founded a kid of 17?
It's not about age, I think it was clear,
ready, again, the ante, you see that there's rap pa 'time.
Soma is in the pa 'jaw-dropping,
if you to really freak out, go, come to my concerts.
Are you drooling me playing Final Fantasy,
or Ball, grab a pen and paper syntax.
This is I have spare domain and lexicon,
I lie down dominoes, I f*** your style millimeter.
Your metric I know little flushed rap,
I wear the and I'm the beast of the deity,
like in Zelda, I to sows sexy,
the issue of liked all Mogollon.
Nothing is the hint and goes pa 'almost all,
I'm not sexist but is for Mongol.
A former always fuckable, and my is legendary.
Zara see the girl, not a matter of aesthetics.
on your fashion? You want to be super rappers
then yourself into a forum and criticadme no criteria.
Envy is bad, rap pimp have a cate,
I know well that your life has suspends mates.
Flipo myself, my style (I am only)
I do shadow charging for collaboration absurd
the second is the to lose, this is the show of four,
this is my turn, rap accurate, I free, so, they share.
Get excited, there are in your English exam.
My weight, all, gold is equal to my intellect,
I the penis straight, Wahoo, I get in your ear,
to freak out with the rap that we bring, gentlemen, nothing is matter of age.

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Bazzel, Porta, Nayck, Cloud, we are the 4 raptásticos.
4 all, breaking your classic style.
is central, your mouth,
explicit rap, we leave out your style.

spares, your top I sorry
your intimate lime rhyme,
Mascara please, dry off the in my tablecloth
with Bazzel, Porta faithful the Cimbrelo, new school.
Alert, for sale, ass is on offer,
I was in the nineties, faces,
my young age income, evasive, rhyme
and so will, as a of defense.
the elite,
I you more laps than a satellite,
well before jumping to the enamel empálmate,
Porta, Bazzel, Nayck and Cloud, checkmate for delight.
is not your show Turman, deride,
sudan you the Sultan,
and you this instrumental're banal,
malfunctioning of your differential.
Then you become stagnant, time you choke rhymes,
take cock in the mouth,
if so then breasts, to give no more,
are mutually lick ass crew of blankets.
So is happy in your environment,
I am also the body that you plasma,
and if you do not my rap you lie,
yours is a man, your flow's scary.
Acknowledge to be at first glance,
from progressive hesitate
for recording and stink,
reveal more echáis nap.
A wafer, look, I know it sounds beast
if you your battles lie not to fall to the first,
go scene, das embarrassment,
to the ass, I was swells the vein.

Four egos knocking stereotypes
the baffles,
although, you know, birds of prey, flying away your lares,
flamboyant rhymes, lace.
lies in juggling,
Criticisms and you, turn and hit,
the and I are enserio
in the shit on your stereo.
Rapattack create your arrhythmia,
call me or something,
international me sweat,
mortattack provoked, every day.
Because of my rap, I play the verses,
and that are overwhelmed,
new school, your attempt sudo,
f*** me any of minions.
I come to leave it with me, to it with me embroidery
while you can anchored,
say not inspired,
and any excuse not to measure yourself in this county.
All the you see my side pulls,
openly, I f*** crew and oil flow,
I curro me to your garrulous,
not measurable and I am a uncontrollable.
It is detestable to see you on the street, shit you spit
if I want I get on a stage,
and ride you a number, me
and get I am without a fuc*** ass licking.

(x2)]
Bazzel, Porta, Nayck, Cloud, we are the 4 raptásticos.
4 against all, breaking your style.
is central, your mouth,
rap, we leave out your typical style.

You fool, do hesitate about your age? and go,
your rap through my ass and throw it down the toilet.
MC and you do not know what means,
against all the fairies of your surgery.
To your girl bitten by the throat,
is it chokes on the tip of my prick,
very sow your added me to MSN,
I he was lewd and wants a sip of my penis.
Cupid from glory,
I shit in love, and the of my ex-girlfriend,
dress rapper, I'm crazy you,
just suck it bitch, sow, wipe mouth.
I am a that makes you handsome
you blush and you wet your pants at my red
There are many fools who comment things in forums,
My is crap, but yours is for the deaf.
You are my fan and good, better pa 'mi,
if not f*** or suck you put me not to admit.
The to get maxis, have sexy chochos,
suck in the taxi and then, do you get the billets?
I started rapping old this autumn,
since I hear, just with the crack,
honey, it always comes within your beauty
f*** you if you wear a bag over his head.
Your reviews are so to feel sorry to read,
criticism be classified into topical sluggish,
bad in rap and taking antidepressants,
If you make demo, just put dots.
Nasty girl, if you suck and a slut either,
or call if you want to eat cock for breakfast:
636,336,091.
(This is the number of Bazzel, nymphomaniac here,
if you're a slut and I love her sucking, a message after the beep.
If you're a guy, sorry, I'm your girlfriend